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Girlfriends slipped into the bedroom.
Reaching the bed, Anka collapsed on her without strength.
Even a blanket to hide was too lazy.
On the couch in the same “abandoned rug” lay Irka.
Ten minutes Anya just lay motionless, eyes closed.
Then, having rested a bit, hiding, I made myself comfortable.
There was no dream in one eye.
– Irka, are you sleeping? – Yah! Will you fall asleep now?
– If you want, climb up to me, let’s whisper.
– Come on.
Irka, dragging a pillow behind her, darted to Anka under a blanket, moved closer.
– Ank? – Mm? – Well, how are you today?
adventure? – You know, – Anka turned to her friend, – that the four of us today made a mess, of course, lawlessness.
But if you do not think about it.
I have never had such great sex.
– And I have.
– Irkina’s hand found Anina’s palm under the blanket.
– Are you angry at me.
Well, because I started it all.
– Why? – Anka shrugged.
– It turned out great.
Unusually and.
at all.
I even now, when talking about it, something there.
worried.
And, it seemed, there was no place to take.
– Similarly.
– Admitted Irka.
– It was something.
And with two at once.
Although, of course, with your own dad to fuck.
By the way, who is more for you?
like a man? – You do not be angry.
– Anya gently squeezed Irkin palm.
– But I liked my dad more than yours.
Uncle Kostya was great, but with a folder I flew away.
– Yeah, heard everything you screamed, flying away.
– Ira giggled.
– I think, and on the street too.

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But I agree with the assessment.
Although it is a shame for daddy, but it was better with Uncle Igor too.
And he caresses, generally magical.
If not for his pods.
– Why? – Anka snorted mockingly, taking the opportunity in response to “bite” her friend.
– About the shop in the park very much nothing happened.
Cool your fiziya looked.
Healthy such a cheerful crimson color.
You even went.
Irka, indignantly flashing her eyes, shook Anka with a small but strong fist.
– Dima will not give more on marching.
– she grumbled discontentedly.
– Because of him, everything.
Such a shame was in front of dad! – Oh, forget it.
– Anya waved away.
– Doesn’t your dad know where and in what position you can put a girl? He is the main thing that you did not joke with anyone, but not flew.
But other.
Yes, and Dima, you still give it.
– Dame, of course.
– Irka smiled.
– Where am I going to go? “You know, Ir,” Anka suddenly smiled, “now, if you want to, you don’t want, we’ll have to remain friends for life.”
We each know about each other so much that.
– That’s for sure.
– Irka nodded.
– Only.
– Her fingers gently touched Anya’s hips, slid up and hesitantly froze on the convex nipple button.
– Maybe closer.
make friends? – Ira, – Ankin’s voice suddenly for some reason sat down to a whisper.
– You think

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worth it? – I do not know, Anh.
– Irka also responded in a whisper.
– Simply.
Today, so many things have already happened, which I could not even think of in the morning.
Maybe this is the day today ?.
For us.
For several seconds, there was a tense silence in the room, broken only by the agitated breathing of both.
Then Anina fingers tentatively touched her friend’s cheeks, slowly, as if afraid of something, went downstairs, quietly touched a sharp nipple circled in a brown circle.
Irkina’s palm, already bolder, embraced Anna’s chest mound.
The lips of the girls met.
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